The Stepbrother Novels & Stories

"This is going to sound so wrong, so weird... I... I have feelings for someone I really shouldn’t." I bit my lip hard, watching her expression twist in anticipation. She almost burst out laughing but held herself back. "Girl! What is it? BDSM? Poly? Tell me!" I swallowed. "My stepbrother." "Holy flipping balls. Your what!?" "I know! It’s insane!" "Yeah, it is—but hey, you only live once. So... is he hot?" "Hot? He is sin. Like, walking temptation. Honestly, it’s exhausting... How do I stop myself from getting turned on just thinking about him?"

“I will be here as short as possible. I have a job lined up, I start on Monday, and I will be out of here as soon as I have my feet back on the ground.” “Take as much time as you need, darling.” My stepmother said. My father got married a couple of years ago. With this marriage, brought a stepbrother, Damian. He was older, in his late thirties. We had met a couple of times; we got along fine. I guess it’s strange to have a new stepbrother when you are 24 and he is 37.

CHAPTER 1: FORBIDDEN AROUSAL 'And This is your Stepbrother' The word 'Stepbrother' hit Arianna like a ton of bricks. She frowned trying not to believe the jerk standing in front of her is now her stepbrother. the same jerk who had toyed with her heart years ago. He stood tall before her, his smirk deepening as he took in the pale expression on her face. "Stepbrother? Who? Him?" she managed to ask, trying to regain her composure.

“And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.” I froze. “I’m sorry… did you say son?” “Yes,” she laughed like it was the most normal thing in the world. “He’s at a frat party at the naval academy tonight, you should go too. I know you’re starting your summer job tomorrow, but you’ll meet some students, maybe bond with your new stepbrother.” I swing toward my dad. “You didn’t mention a stepbrother.” He scratched the back of his neck. “I… figured you’d meet him soon enough.”

She stood there, adjusting her coat, her expression as flat as a frozen lake. “Oh my God, Chris…” Lisa rushed toward her next. “Thank God you both are okay.” Chris gave her a small smile. Then she looked straight at me. “Yeah,” she said coolly. Her voice dipped with sarcasm. “Thanks to my stepbrother.” The word hit like a blade sliding between my ribs. Stepbrother. The audacity of it. As if five minutes ago she hadn’t been melting in my arms. As if I hadn’t been breathing her in like a man addicted.

The man I had just spent the night with. The same freaking Lorenzo who had fuck me senselessly I could still feel him is my mom's step son…. My stepbrother? A smirk on his face as he offered me a handshake. “I'm sure we will get along just fine, if not more than fine”.

It was my stepbrother who had made sure I was fed; he had bathed me and helped me with my assignments when necessary. He was my rock in sinking sand, my solid foundation and my all in all. "Don't worry, baby boy. Even if you don't get your stepbrother as you've always wanted, you will undoubtedly find another person. A person who will treat you the way you deserve to be treated, and one who doesn't see and regard you as a kid stepbrother. Your brother is a dumb fool if he doesn't see what he's missing."

He pulled out slowly, cum dripping from my used ass and pussy. “And one more thing,” he whispered, tracing a finger through the mess leaking from me. “Your stepbrother Simon is a founding member. He’s been waiting for his turn with you.” My stepbrother was part of this? How many people from my life had been secretly watching and planning to ruin me on stage tomorrow night?

It felt strangely unfair that the world could keep moving so normally while mine had flipped upside down in less than forty-eight hours. The weight of keeping it all inside felt too heavy to carry alone anymore. I let out a ragged breath and rubbed the back of my neck. "No. The stepfather is fine. He's actually an old neighbor from when I was a kid." I took a shaky breath, finally dropping the real news. "And apparently, I have a stepbrother now." Leo stopped chewing mid-bite. He blinked, swallowed hard, and nearly choked on his drink, slamming the plastic cup down onto the table.

It felt like the air had been sucked from her lungs and for a fleeting moment she thought she was hallucinating. On the foyer wall were large canvas pictures of none other than Jane’s bullies – Reid and Ryan Heiden. Why were their pictures in her new stepfather’s house? It was a sick joke, right? She was imagining it. But no, the twin demons smiled down at her and for a few seconds she struggled to catch her breath. “Ah, my sons. You will meet each other later,” Kyle said and Jane was shocked. Why hadn’t her mother told her that she would have two stepbrothers? Worse than having instant siblings was the fact that they were her bullies! They’d never gotten along even if she’d drooled over the